‘Eternal prophecy, the last place to arrive’

The old priest from the Dragon Blood Lizard tribe looked at him with a dull look and nodded slightly, "Take the Holy Grail and leave the Grand Council. From now on, the rainforest will no longer bind you, but you will definitely bear the fate of the king and the fate of Andasoke."

Tenerick said nothing.

The meteor in the sky is descending.

It gradually turned into many rays of light, igniting the night sky of the far southern continent. It was the light rain cast by the empire, and countless airdrop boats were crossing the border line between the Oshu people and the Grand Parliament, and descending into the rainforest like raindrops.

On October 15, 1108, the Oshu Empire officially declared war on the Gudasok Grand Parliament. The Togin Lizard tribe, the Ta-Hess Lizard tribe, the Rain Lizard tribe and the Blind Lizard tribe all fought back and joined the empire's camp.

Four months later, the Grand Parliament fell.

...

With the help of others, Max took off his heavy black armor and walked into the dim room. Many people had already been waiting here. He looked at these Tongji people one by one. Most of them were wearing imperial military uniforms that they had no time to take off.

"The first batch of congratulatory people have fully adapted to the new environment. The Dead Moon's "Tafitos" led them to complete the first round of transformation. These people are the prototype of the future "Silver Level" and can be devoted to the war."

"But the plan on the Sword-holding Court seems to be a little frustrated. The people of S.O.L.I.D heard that they could not get the ether node back, but unfortunately the Magic Emperor did not alienate them for this, so they were lucky."

"But the people of the Sacrament Guild are really unreliable. This greatly slowed down the plan. The Great Holy Land is just a symbol of the rainforest. If we take it down, we have to invest several times the force to sweep the entire rainforest."

"Don't worry, the ether node is just one of the insurances. Don't forget the experiments we did in Elpaxin. Relying on the Crystal Tower Network, the Empire still has the ability to summon allies to the material world, which just takes some time."

“What we lack is time.”

The buzzing discussions made Max feel a little upset. The managers from various guilds first considered their own interests, although the brotherhood he was in was just in it, no exception.

But the battle was going well, and he was more willing to hear some good news, or news from Kaurin-Ishurien, the Hill of the Trees and the Rotao people, rather than the attacks between these people.

The door of the conference room was quickly pushed open again.

Max turned around and looked in that direction. This time he entered no longer the people from the Imperial Army, but a group of elves wearing silver-white robes. There were many elves in Etariya, but most of them were divided into three.

The Quirasul elves originated from the south of the empire, the Equin elves of Ishurien, and the true descendants of the Numerlin elves of the Montreal Tree, the forest elves of Saint White King's Court. Although the relationship between the forest elves and the Numerlin elves is so weak that they can hardly make any connection, it is undeniable that their civilization does come from the inheritance of the Holy Tree.

The elves entering the room had conspicuous long silver hair, silver skin, and light silver pupils. These were typical characteristics of the elves of the Holy White King's Court. The other party was a ruler from the Hill of the Giant Trees, but most of them were not indigenous people.

But the Saint Selected.

The conference room suddenly became quiet.

As soon as the elves entered the door, they walked to the long table one by one, then stopped, and looked at the imperial people present, and then slowly spoke, "Dear Empires Tongji, I believe there is no need to introduce myself. Most of the people who walk with me are from Nottingham Boat and colleagues from other top guilds. I don't want to talk nonsense here. After all, everyone knows the current situation. Otherwise, the communication between the two worlds will be temporarily interrupted, and we won't even come here in person-"

Everyone's eyes were looking at Max.

Although he was from a brotherhood, he was the highest-ranking person in this conference room with the Imperial Army - one of the only two dragon knights Prometheus had. Max nodded and said straight to the point: "The purpose of our invitation to you is very simple, and it is also clearly stated in the letter."

The other party looked at each other, then frowned and asked, "Max, is your news reliable?"

"I don't have any benefit to deceive you," Max said lightly: "This is what my guild's Silver Level has seen with my own eyes, not to mention that Isa and Rudne of S.O.L.I.D have also left videos, which point to one thing - the Witch of the Sea is now hiding on the ship of the Dragon Alchemist."

"In fact," someone added, "maybe she had joined that team long ago. Don't forget the July War that took place in the Dragon Sound Mountains three years ago. The Dragon Alchemist also became famous since then, but don't forget that the Sea Witch is also one of the driving forces behind that war."

"Hailin Crown," said the man: "Maybe it's true that the Hailin Crown is in their hands, half of each person."

This rumor has been around for a long time, but because it sounds too incredible, it has never been accepted by most people.

But judging from today three years later, this possibility not only exists, but may even be quite large.

"Everyone," Max said again, "I invite you here not to confirm this, not to confirm it with your style of conduct, but to come up with an idea directly and how to deal with the other party."

"It's just a small free adventure group," the elf said, "Prometheus and S.O.L.I.D. The gray realm still needs our help. What are your plans? You might as well say it? I guess you invited us to come not to be kind enough to share our pie. Everyone understands how big the connection behind the turbid realm is."

Max looked at the other party and shook his head: "Everyone, what we are going to deal with is not an adventure team, but the third division behind him. Now the situation in the third division has completely lost control. After the opponent's Xingmen Port intervened, he stood behind the Dragon Alchemist--"

"I'm afraid it's theirs."

The conference room fell silent again.

The guild representative from the Hill of Giant Trees seemed to have thought of something and frowned.

Only Max still made a voice, "So this time I represent not only Prometheus, nor S.O.L.I.D, or the guy of the Grey King, but the voices of those people behind me. You can also see it as the will of the League One. We must come up with a comprehensive plan this time."

"My suggestion is," Max said, "issuing a gray wanted order for the entire alliance to the Qihai Traveler is at least equivalent to the wanted order of the Witch of the Sea. Once it rises to Xingmen Port or even higher, it will inevitably force the other party to make a choice."

"I guess," he paused, "they shouldn't have planned to break up with us completely. Under heavy pressure, the price we pay for the Witch of the Sea will be much smaller."

"Although the Dragon Alchemist was always lucky, the young man always went the wrong way when he was angry. Some mistakes could be made up, but some mistakes could not."

"He will understand this."
Chapter completed!